The night is young our mouths are droolingFor sexual chaos, in the cemeteryA headie mung salute to the graveyard perversions that be

The tombs went back to far to seeSo we raged all night on pcpThe first body was exhumed the night beganWe tossed the bitch belly-up on sand

A classic mung scenarioWith me the catcher and Griffin the jumperPositioned for mung driven madnessMy mouth in front of her rotted pussyWaiting for dead excretions to vomit from the depths of her c***As his feet left the ground a moment of thruth sent chills down our spinesAs the boots sank deep in her stomach a tsunami of rot exits her pussyMy mouth is filled with puss and insectsA hint of embalming fluid lingers in my throat while maggots crawl around my teethThe smell that accompanied this treasure made me gag on the corpseNow covered in vomit, blood, and putrefaction we will move on

Juices and discharge

The night is young our mouths are drooling for sexual chaos in the cemeteryI am a fucking mung machineWe won't stop till we mung this graveyard clean